Dongfang Jing frowned, "What do you mean by that?"
"To put it simply..." Zongzheng Fusu's voice paused, his eyes tightened suddenly, "You asked for it!"
"You!" Dongfang Jing pointed at the other person's nose, very angry.
Taking advantage of her inattention, Zongzheng Fusu exerted a slight force on his hand, only to hear a click, and Dongfang Jing's right leg bone made another sound!
"Ah!" Dongfang Jing realized later, and then gasped.
Zongzheng Fusu found a wooden board to help her fix her right leg, and then said to her, "Okay, the bones have been reset, not broken, not as exaggerated as you imagined, but there are indeed some fractures, and the old disease , need to recuperate for a while."
"En." Dongfang Jing lowered her eyes, and it took a long time before she said in a low voice, "Thank you."
into the night.
Because of Dongfang Jing's insistence, Zongzheng Fusu didn't set up another tent for her and let her continue to live in his military tent.
Liu Feng felt that this posture was wrong, so he carried a quilt and a mattress into the room.
"Master..."
Before he had time to speak, Zongzheng Fusu glanced at the things in his hand, and said coldly, "Put the things down, let's go out."
Cherishing words like gold is indeed his usual style.
Dongfang Jing was also dumbfounded for a moment.
Liu Feng dropped his things and walked out of the tent quickly.
Zongzheng Fusu walked towards Dongfang Jing's side.
Dongfang Jing was stunned, frowned and pointed to the quilt and cushion in the distance, "Your quilt is over there, what are you doing here?"
She showed vigilance, like a hedgehog with fried fur, all the thorns spread out all over her body.
Zongzheng Fusu attached to her side, the distance between her cheek and her body was only a few centimeters, and Dongfang Jing could even feel the scorching breath coming from her face. What's more, he didn't wear a mask... Facing that face that was exactly the same as Wuyou's, Dongfang Jing couldn't help herself.
"Okay." Zongzheng Fusu straightened up suddenly, distanced himself from her.
Dongfang Jing woke up like a dream, only to find that there was an extra handkerchief in his hand.
Zongzheng Fusu shook the handkerchief in his hand, "This king left it behind, just take it back, don't think too much, this king has a cleanliness habit, so I won't sleep with you."
You have a cleanliness freak, so you don't sleep with her
Dongfang Jing pondered for a while, and then realized that the guy was disgusted with his dirty body.
It's ridiculous for a big man to carry a handkerchief with him!
She has just been obsessed with what happened recently, and she didn't have time to look at the appearance of the handkerchief. If there are some nasty patterns drawn on the handkerchief, she must laugh at him to repay his poisonous tongue!
Zongzheng Fusu held Sipa tightly in his hand, and then stuffed it into his lapel.
This is Murong Qianjue's treasured Sipa. He remembered that before leaving Prince Gong's mansion, he had already hidden in the hidden compartment of the bed. He didn't know if this Murong Qianjue ran out while he was asleep. Then quietly took this silk handkerchief.
That's all! As long as at this moment, the person in this body is Zongzheng Fusu, there is no need to pursue what Murong Qianjue has done.
Zongzheng helped Su spread out the mat, then got into the quilt and fell asleep with his clothes on.
Dongfang Jing waited for him to close his eyes and heard a slight snoring, and then forced himself to sit up straight, and then walked towards him step by step with the crutches just made by his side.
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